Poet, writer, painter, textile atist, installation artist, performance artist.
Currently based in Vienna, from Kathmandu.
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2022, Künstlerhaus, Vienna, Textile Installation
I feel distance like it’s a doing word, I feel distance within myself- between my past and my future and my present, most noticeably I feel distant from other people and other bodies. My work doesn’t focus on the loneliness of living as a singular human being but rather the juxtaposition that existence grants: we are all bound to each other (to human and non-human beings alike). Akin to the great networks of ocean that my works thematically play with, we are dissipated yet conjoined. We need each other, in a world threatened by climatic crises- we are still fallaciously and dangerously maintaining the illusion of complete, selfish individuality.
But then if we are incomprehensibly bound, why do I feel so lonely?
I feel distance like it’s a doing word, I feel distance within myself- between my past and my future and my present, most noticeably I feel distant from other people and other bodies. My work doesn’t focus on the loneliness of living as a singular human being but rather the juxtaposition that existence grants: we are all bound to each other (to human and non-human beings alike). Akin to the great networks of ocean that my works thematically play with, we are dissipated yet conjoined. We need each other, in a world threatened by climatic crises- we are still fallaciously and dangerously maintaining the illusion of complete, selfish individuality.
But then if we are incomprehensibly bound, why do I feel so lonely?
